Dearest Mother,
I hope this letter finds you
well.
I would like to extend my
apologies. I deeply regret the heartaches I have caused you. I am very sorry
for making you suffer for my misdeeds. It grieves me that I am no longer there
to assist you in taking care of our family. I hope and pray that the time will
come when I will be able to see you again; you and my siblings.
I have finally arrived in
Australia! After spending three grueling months at sea, I am here.
Our voyage was fraught with
difficulties. Weather conditions were unpredictable. Sometimes, very hot; other
times, very cold. We encountered bad storms. We endured hunger and sickness due
to the shortage of food. A number of our companions died at sea. I felt very
hopeless during those times; fearing that I, too, will die at sea. But, by the
grace of God, I have survived.
Mother, I met someone here in
Australia. Her name is Heather MacMaster. She is a very delightful girl. She
gives me hope; the hope to live a prosperous life here. I love her, mother, and
I want to marry her. I hope that there will come a day when we will see each
other again, and I can introduce you to one another; the mother, who gave me
life; and the woman, who makes my life worth living.
From feeling lost and hopeless, I
am now very happy. I am looking forward to hearing from you and learning more
about what is happening there in your side of the world.
Please write to me,
mother. This is the only way I can reach you.
Your loving son,
Ben Winterhayes
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The recurring image of the falling leaves reinforces the idea that everything dies eventually
